More about churches in the green

The other night I had a dream that I went to a church and Leonard Cohen was the pastor.  Instead of a sermon, he sang “Suzanne” and some people starting singing along and I sang along and got some of the words wrong but getting everything right wasn’t the point.   He looked about 50, like when “Hallelujah” came out.   And he wore a green suit with a white shirt and green tie. It occurs to me that this dream has a lot to do with the posts here on sustainability (“church in the green”), and that this dream is a working out of what I mean about art not being a means to some didactic, narrated end; about worship or fellowship or reflection or whatever not being a group of people listening to one person talk about something (or many things) for 20 minutes; about the kairos of art and the being of community.  I suppose it’s a feel more than anything.  I’d like to explain it more, but also, I’d like not to.  I would, though, like to dream it again.